This is a merge of my 'Wanderer' blog that tells of two years of my three years on the streets, and a new blog that tells of my life after the Diocese of Winchester ripped through my life for for the last few years on top of the previous serious harm that left me homeless
This is a day to day blog of my life as I continue to survive, work on recovery and on the social problems that I have and try to come to terms with limitless traumas I have survived along the way.
This blog is in tandem with my blog about my experiences in the Church of England

The former name of this blog and the name of it's sister blog are to do with my sense of humour, which I hope to keep to the end, which appears to be ever more rapidly approaching. At least I laughed, and I laughed at the people who were destroying me. Don't forget that.

Here are my books, which I wrote for you if you would like to know more:

Wednesday, 15 October 2014

Wednesday morning

Good morning,

I slept a good night and woke to a grey cool morning, no rain due until this afternoon, my clothes were not completely dry so I am oven drying them somewhat before I go to the drop in.

I got the news, by text yesterday night, that I am getting my ESA back, although I do not know how much when or what, they said they will write to me. The DWP amuse me with texts since I applied for the budgeting loan that got me the flat, they handily text me rather than phoning.
Welcome to this century DWP.

Oh, it is Jersey's general election today, the end to all the fun of watching the island who specialise in throwing their toys out of the pram throwing toys at each other more vigerously than usual, bummer! But sadly they will only re-elect the same and and things will not change.

Excuse me I smell roasted jeans.

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